Climbing

This perfectly sums up Southern Ontario this year. One day, we’re merrily rolling into spring and the next, we’re getting snowfall warnings. All that prancing around in my closet, trying on sundresses and crop tops quickly proved to be premature. I swear this happens every year – all memories of the previous year’s up-and-down weather go up in smoke and I naively think that spring will bring exactly what the storybooks told us it would. Seriously. I daydreamed about coming back from a beautiful February in Florida, blissfully having missed the most brutal…